nycdaug Chapter 888 It can be seen that they don't seem to be good people
Chapter 888 It can be seen that they don't seem to be good people
Bertrand tilted his head, then ran over with a smile and squeezed into a sofa with him.
After glancing at Qianzhu's phone screen, he turned off the screen and then held up Qianzhu's face to make her look at him.
Bertrand gently held Qianzhu's chin with one hand, looked at him with a smile, and combed his black hair with the other hand.
"Hee~ Chi-chan, what you said makes sense, but what does that have to do with me?"
Although Bertrand looked at Qianzhu with a smile, there was not much smile in his eyes.
Qianzhu's face was still a little pale. He took Bertrand's hand away, glanced at him calmly, and supported his forehead with his hand, looking a little tired.
He sighed helplessly, closed his eyes, and lowered his voice, "Do whatever you feel."
The young boy was extremely dissatisfied with his perfunctory words. He puffed his cheeks and was about to say something when a glass of water was handed to him. He turned around and faced 311's bright smile.
"61c water, just right."
Bertrand's expression suddenly became indescribable. He reached out to take the cup of water, but quickly withdrew his hand when 311 let go.
The glass water cup fell to the ground with a clang, but because there was a layer of carpet, the glass did not break, but the carpet was soaked by water.
311 blinked, seemed stunned for a moment, then naturally picked up the cup and ran to look for a towel, looking very busy.
The others were almost stunned by this sudden scene, and then glared at Bertrand.
Bertrand blinked innocently, "Why are you looking at me like that? I just accidentally didn't hold it firmly."
"You didn't hold it firmly? You clearly pulled your hand back on purpose just now." Liu Qingyao let out a light click of his tongue and looked at him with a hint of sarcasm in his eyes.
Hearing this, Bertrand instantly looked aggrieved, turned sideways and snuggled pitifully into Qianzhu's arms.
Qianzhu frowned slightly and grabbed the back of his collar, trying to pull him away.
But Bertrand directly put his arms around his neck and whimpered, "Why are you all protecting him? Beichfenger is so pitiful. He has only been dead for a month and a replacement has appeared..."
He wiped the crocodile tears from the corners of his eyes, and laughed out loud at the end, "Haha, so you don't care that much about Bechfinger~"
His words shocked everyone.
"Shut up!" Toru Amuro couldn't control his emotions. He glared at Bertrand and squeezed out a few words through gritted teeth.
"Tsk~" Bertrand restrained his expression, ignoring the feeling of being strangled by his collar being pulled up, and put his cheek against Qianzhu's chest, listening to his heartbeat while sneering and speaking:
"It's just a thing that looks like him, but it can cause such emotions in you."
As he spoke, he glanced meaningfully at No. 311 who had just run back with a towel.
"No, our emotions are purely directed at you." Toru Amuro curled the corners of his lips slightly and spoke with a sneer.
Zhu Fu Jingguang stood up and pulled up the squatting 311, patted his head gently and smiled softly: "Let me help you."
When 311 was dragged up, he was still confused and tried to stop him, "Um... just let me do this... that's fine."
Before his fingertips touched the fabric of Morobushi Kagemitsu's clothes, he was moved aside by Amuro Toru.
311 scratched his head in confusion.
Just as he was about to go back, he felt a vibration in his pocket.
He took the five-centimeter-wide electronic cube communicator out of his pocket and took a look at it. Then he subconsciously smiled. After putting the communicator back into his pocket, he turned around and looked at everyone. "Dear guests, the time is almost up. Please follow me to the lobby."
The crowd, who were just angry, suddenly heard these words and immediately looked at him.
Kuno Nayozuki's eyes flickered slightly, and she stood up and took Kita Ayane's hand and led him up.
Bertrand raised his eyebrows, and finally got out of Qianzhu's arms, then stood up holding his arm, "Ah, the party is about to start, then Qian-chan, let's go quickly~"
He hummed a tune and pulled Qianzhu to follow No. 311 to the hall.
Qian Zhu did not refuse. She glanced at him calmly, lowered her eyes slightly and remained silent.
The others didn't say anything, but followed silently.
Liu Qingyao looked too pale, and Mao Lilan's worried gaze fell on him from time to time.
Noticing her gaze, Liu Qingyao smiled at her soothingly.
But Mao Lilan was not comforted at all. After all, his smile seemed like it would break in the next second because of his pale face.
Not long after they stepped into the hall, Gin and his companions also arrived here led by other Death members.
The strong smell of alcohol instantly made Haibara Ai's body and mind tense up.
However, Gin just glanced at her and then looked away, without even a hint of extra emotion.
Their attention was not on her, which made Haibara Ai feel a little relieved, and she subconsciously moved closer to Chitake.
The moment Gin and the others appeared, Bertrand let go of Chitake and ran towards them.
When Gin caught Bertrand who was flying towards him, he was also looking at Conan and the others. After his eyes met Kuno Nayazuki, they stayed on Amuro Toru for a moment.
Finally, he carried Bertrand to the sofa next to him and sat down.
Although they disguised themselves, Conan and the others almost recognized Gin and Vodka, and they guessed that the other person who was chatting and smiling with Bertrand was Sekt.
Ran Mao Li, who was not supposed to be a character in the main storyline, was a little confused, but she could also see that the men in black did not seem like good people.
But Xiaoye is so intimate with them...
Looking at them carefully, Mao Li Ran sat beside Kuno Nayazuki, silent and without saying a word.
Conan sat next to her. His eyes stayed on her face for two seconds before moving back to Bertrand and the others.
311 was busy pouring tea and wine for them.
"Everyone is welcome to attend this banquet. Please forgive me if there is any inappropriate service."
A mellow voice that was steeped in time came slowly, and everyone looked in the direction of the voice.
Gaius was sitting in a wheelchair, being pushed by Hoshino Tsukasa.
He had a lovely and relaxed smile on his face and raised his hand to wave gently at them.
"You invited us here not just to let us experience the services of Death members, right?"
Kuno Nayozuki crossed her legs and glanced at Gaius calmly.